McDonalds Phreaky Phantom

The other night I went to McDonalds, seeking some food to shorten my life expectancy substantially. Well the joke was on me - for what I was about to see, would shit me up worse than the food barrelling around my intestines like a pinball machine - except it's not fun like pinball, there were no pins, and I have no balls.

I was turning to leave when I noticed the inhuman glow emanating from the cashier, as though the meat he had just served me was not a defrosted slice of mashed cow, but farmed from the Elephant's Foot itself. I quickly realised the truth: he was a SPOOKY GHOST, not of this world, like Bloody Mary, or Casper, or Tommy Wiseau.

"Let me out," I cried - but to my horror, the doors were sealed shut. I watched with laxative terror as his hellacious hand hovered over the cheese dispenser.

"Please," I begged, to no avail

Then suddenly what the when the cheese sauce began to flow in to the roome

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